balance, poise, control. Nope.
we went to Mike and Miyuki's last night; Em was giving an Italian cooking lesson to the assembled girl-throng, whilst we (mike, paddy and I) played the somewhat confusingly named 'Winning Eleven 9' - a football game which is both realistic and mental at the same time. Realistic, because it actually looks like a real game to watch when other people are playing (albeit with more Japanese, and i dont think that there are normally giant numbers above professional footballers), and mental because it only takes one errant finger to hoon the ball way across the pitch and into the crowd. Or maybe I'm just crap at it. Probably...
Kumi brought round an entire box of stuff for us today; she was round yesterday for more cooking stuff, and noticed that we didn't really have much in the way of crockery and the like. So, true to form, I got a call about an hour ago, and she turned up about 10 minutes later with a box containing a whole load of bowls and plates, a couple more saucepans and (would you adam and eve it) a blender. It was cool. Em's going to be well pleased - there's loads of really useful stuff in there!
Oh, and I subscribed to the Daily Yomiuri today, an English Language Japanese newspaper, cos we're fed up of having no clue about Japanese current affairs. At the very least, it'll be good for conversation at work...















